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The bustling streets in the past are now extremely quiet.

Because of the glimpse over New York, countless pedestrians were mentally polluted by the void, lying on the ground staggeringly, with glassy eyes, foaming at the mouth, and bodies that were almost dead except for the occasional twitch.

There are also many weak-willed people who cannot bear the impact of facing the void, and have already seen God.

Strange was very fortunate that the one-eyed monster in front of him took the initiative to shrink his size, otherwise there would not be a few people alive in New York.

The girl who had just been rescued fell into a coma like other civilians at this time. Judging from the frowning and changing expressions, it was estimated that she was having a nightmare.

Strange felt that if he could survive this time, he would probably miss his dream.

But strangely, the one-eyed monster was not in a hurry to attack him.

"Humans, simple, messy, and special."

Another frantic and chaotic whisper entered the mystic mage's mind, making his cranial cavity humming.

The giant eyes, which have shrunk to more than ten meters in diameter, are still staring at him. Although they are much smaller than the ones that blocked the sky before, they still feel extremely oppressive.

"This unknown great existence, I think we can talk about it."

Strange resisted the stinging pain in his brain, ignored the twitching tentacles in the corner of his eyes, and bravely talked with the monster.

A creature of this level is definitely not a low-intelligence beast. As long as it can figure out its purpose, there is a way to deal with it.

In the end, as he expected, the one-eyed monster could communicate.

"Stephen Strange."

"I am." Strange was not surprised that the monster knew his identity, not because he boasted, the name of Doctor Strange is quite resounding in all dimensions. .xxbiquge.c0m

"Are you talking about terms?" The monster waved its chain-like tentacles unconsciously: "I'm not Dormammu."

"Besides, without the Time Stone, do you still have the capital to negotiate terms with me?"

Strange shook his drowsy head. He felt that if he continued to look at the monster, he would be getting closer to the dark space behind the crack.

"Great existence, I just want to know how you will leave the earth."

The monster's cross-shaped pupils dilated and seemed to be very happy: "Hahaha, Strange, you are really humorous."

"It's just that the person who summoned me didn't intend to let me leave just like that."

Doctor Strange immediately grasped the point, but didn't show it, just asked: "Nothing is impossible, state your conditions."

The monster's one eye turned slightly, as if thinking.

A moment later, it stretched out its tentacles and rolled up a yellow newspaper box with square characters on it.

"You humans seem to like to engage in these crooked ways."

In the next second, the newspaper box was instantly disintegrated into countless dust.

"Since you like drawing circles like wheels so much, then go and help me preach."

"Spread the glory of the void."

"Tell those ignorant humans, either bow to the void, or be swallowed by the void."

At the same time, there was a sudden commotion in the space crack that had not been closed all this time, as if something was gaining momentum.

At one command, those things burst through the cracks and wreak havoc.

Strange knew what it was, but his first reaction was still to refuse: "Impossible, I will not agree to such a condition!"

The cheerful roar of the one-eyed monster sounded again: "Nothing is impossible, Strange."

"I have already given you the conditions, whether you agree or not."

"Maybe you can ask the girl next to you, maybe she can help you with this."

"Accept the gift of the void, and then spread its greatness!" The monster said to himself, not giving Strange a chance to refuse.

After finishing speaking, it raised one of its tentacles and touched Strange's forehead lightly.

"So far, no one has survived the preliminary stage of testing."

"I hope you don't disappoint me..."

Strange could feel the monster's malevolent force playing with him, tugging at his consciousness.

The huge, lidless, single unblinking eye stared at him, and the hot, flaming tentacles touched his brow, causing him endless pain.

Strange clenched his fists and clenched his teeth in pain.

He didn't dare to resist in the slightest. If he dared to refuse the invasion of this force, then the one who endured this force would become the earth.

In the ear, the monster's rustling whispers like ancient gods are still echoing:

"Don't deny pain, because pain is life, and the absence of pain means death."

"Taste its comfort, and accept it."

Strange took a big gulp of air, squeezing every bit of potential in his lungs.

At this moment, he finally understood why the monster said that no one could survive the test, and he gradually felt that something was squirming in his body.

New organs... or something else.

This feeling, especially the one between the eyebrows that is in contact with the tentacles, is the strongest, as if something is gestating under the skin, and it will break out of the shell in a short time.

After that, he didn't know anything.

The severe pain activated the body's protection mechanism and forced him into a coma.

In this case, though, a coma might be the best option.

A few hours later, Strange woke up and found that he had returned to Karma Taj, and the pain between his brows made him realize that everything that happened before was true.

The temple mage who was in charge of taking care of him saw him wake up, and immediately went to inform the current supreme mage, a chubby Asian mage.

Strange was eating when the Mage King arrived.

Judging from the plates piled up on the table, he should have eaten a lot, but he still gobbled it up and was never satisfied.

"What's wrong with you?" The Mage King hesitated for a moment, but didn't approach.

Strange turned his head when he heard the sound, and wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve: "You know, the price of magic."

After speaking, he put down the food in his hand.

Now he also realizes that this hunger is not a real emotion, but something cold, uncaring, unknowable... and patient.

Looking at it from another angle, the creature that could give him this feeling is even more terrifying.

Therefore, Strange did not intend to tell Wang the truth, just like the Ancient One mage back then, he had to bear some things by himself.

Wang seems to have easily accepted this setting. All mages in this universe know that if they want to use magic, they must pay a corresponding price.

So he went to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

He picked up a donut, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Didn't you go out for something, why are you lying on the street?"

"Also, what happened to the girl next to you."

Strange touched his swollen stomach, feeling the undiminished sense of hunger, and said slowly:

"It's a long story..."

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